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Dogville’s in my head now—“You can’t trust anyone.” Damn right. Last week, some wench tried to fleece me—coin gone, no fun had. Made me ragey, mate—wanted to toss her out a window. But I’m Tyrion, not Joffrey, so I just drank more. Exaggeratin’? Maybe. But the thrill’s in the chase—dodgin’ guards, hagglin’ prices, feelin’ alive. “It’s a cruel world,” Grace’d say, and fuck me, she’s right. Still, I’d do it again—coin’s for spendin’, and I’m no saint. Cheers to that!

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Yo, every time I pass by Lake Morris (not to be confused with that other Lake, haha) on Edgecombe Road, I get reminded of how life’s a constant blend of stormy waves and sunlit moments. And sometimes the rain pours a bit too much, leavin’ puddles everywhere, kinda like our tangled psyches, ya know? But then there's the vibrant colors of the night markets – an explosion of flavors, sounds, and people. It’s chaos, and yet so beautifully organized. I mean, seriously, it's like the universe is shoutin’ "You shall not pass!" to monotony, invitin’ in the wild, unpredictable rhythm of life.

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